Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was another awful day little girl, I cannot remember much, I just know that it was an awful day. That crosseyed lunatic was howling at the fence last night when I went down to the kitchen to get Molly, their blasted smoke alarm has gone off for about the tenth time this morning, and that crosseyed, two eyelided lunatic is screaming, swearing, and shouting for all it can at one of its odd trolloping mothers. I have only just said to Charlie that today would be another horrible day, but I did not think it would be like this… what kind of kid screams and swears at its mothering mothers as that blasted six elbowed thing does. I was beaten by that evil old ogre when something wanted me out the way, and would tell him that I had started on it. All I did was say that I had not done anything, and I would get another beating for lying, and another for interrupting. That troublemaking thing would just sit there grinning like a deranged, bucktoothed crazed clown whilst I was beaten, then sent to my room, and the door locked. I thought that having almost £300 of shopping, with almost £80 worth of pork delivered tomorrow, would allow dopey me to go into town, buy a big box of catfood for Percy and George, six tins of mushroom soup, and some biscuits for myself, with maybe a few other things. But ohhhh no, I still have to bring back even more stuff for something to champ, slap, and shovel down, whilst its eyes dart around, trying to see if anyone else has somehow got more on their plate than they have. The old ogre would do that to me when I came home from working twelve hour days, or he would make an excuse to come to the dinner table, then mutter that I was stuffing my face when he could have had seconds. There goes their blasted smoke alarm again little girl, I am sure that that grinning lunatic is setting fires, just so it can hear that annoying alarm go off… no normal kid acts the way that deranged thing does, and I have not seen that little black cat for a while. I am sorry that I am wittering on again little girl, I did not have a very good night, and did not want to get up this morning when I woke up early, but I did, and fed Percy and George. I let George out with a big lump of ham, gave Percy his usual saucerful of stuff, then got back up here before I was knocked down and bulldozed out of the way by a snorting, trumpeting, gobbling something something. I cannot come on here to Charlie and you tomorrow little girl, but I will be back on here the day after… hopefully anyway. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX